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Asleep
02:54
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Verse 1
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we had it right
never say goodnight
overload on dopamine
until tomorrow night
never stopping to look up
never stopping to look in
insomnia
or just an active night?
the mind is running circles
but the head just wants to sleep
I have not slept for three straight
having delusions a few ways
Chorus 1
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I never wanna fall asleep again
is it really living? is it really living?
let's never take our time again
wouldn't we miss it? wouldn't we miss this?
Ahhhh Oooo
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh
Verse 2
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break of dawn
up without alarm
regardless of the time in bed
let's hate the day here on
want to tear you apart now
but the fault's mine anyhow
say goodnight
tuck you in deep
I wonder how the happy people'd
fare without their sleep
can they take what they dish out?
never gave a shit anyhow
Chorus 2
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I never wanna fall asleep again
is it really living? is it really living?
let's never take our time again
wouldn't we miss it? wouldn't we miss this?
Ahhhh Oooo
Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh
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2. |
Anthem of Bob
02:58
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VERSE 1
Always asking "who is this?"
That guy has lost his mind
Living out of a van
He's gotta be crossing a line
Says his mantra's his dealer's
He's taking his time
Paints himself a realist
He says the end is nigh
CHORUS
Kill the sun
Paint the sky with the blood
Of the moon
While the stars fade away
Time is one
Extraterrestrial
Spectacle
I can finally say
BRIDGE
Never woulda cared about the weather till I met her
A red dress vibin and a real sunsetter
DMT being and a real go-getter
We became the walls and the walls became butter
Sat back in the sub, against the metal
Smack back in the room, I'm feelin meta
Dancin through the years, ten minutes through a shutter
If I hadn't died then, I wouldn't know to do it better
VERSE 2
Parked in Culver City
Drinking canned wine
Pregaming The Committee
Of Local Clocks And Time
That's where they realized
It's all relative
Ever since that day
Their towels have been thrown in
CHORUS
Kill the sun
Paint the sky with the blood
Of the moon
While the stars fade away
Time is one
Extraterrestrial
Spectacle
I can finally say
Kill the sun
Paint the sky with the blood
Of the moon
While the stars fade away
Time is one
Extraterrestrial
Spectacle
I can finally say
BRIDGE
Never woulda cared about the weather till I met her
A red dress vibin and a real sunsetter
DMT being and a real go-getter
We became the walls and the walls became butter
Sat back in the sub, against the metal
Smack back in the room, I'm feelin meta
Dancin through the years, ten minutes through a shutter
If I hadn't died then, I wouldn't know to do it better
CHORUS
Kill the sun
Paint the sky with the blood
Of the moon
While the stars fade away
Time is one
Extraterrestrial
Spectacle
I can finally say
Kill the sun
Paint the sky with the blood
Of the moon
While the stars fade away
Time is one
Extraterrestrial
Spectacle
I can finally say
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3. |
Mary Poppins
02:12
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VERSE 1
Take a shot of the whiskey
To feel some good
Merry pill Poppins
In the neighborhood
We aced the classes
We didn’t attend
If you don't understand
There’s no need to pretend
Aspire to higher
Or somebody said
Ditching 9 to 5s
And living in vans
I got a good feeling
We're breaking the bad
Go for the gold
then ditch the whole plan
CHORUS
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey ‘ey
VERSE 2
A constant distraction
But not all that cool
Manufacture the action
To follow no rules
I heard that old teacher
Broke down in tears
In the vestibule
After all of these years
Amoral to a T
We’ll see
The after effects
Round seventy-three
But not really trying
To wait around
Go grab a partner
And watch it burn down
CHORUS
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey ‘ey
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey
Falling all the time, but I get up
Just a little older, still fuck it up
Flaming friends
Burning bridges
Make it end, ‘ey ‘ey
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5. |
Centipedes
02:33
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Verse 1
Suspicions running thru my head like a melody
and it's turning all my friends into enemies
Suspicions crawling down my back like some centipedes
And I cannot go outside until they leave me be, leave me be
Chorus 1
I can't swim, so I'm diving in the deep end
I can't sleep, so this night will never end
I can't swim, so I'm diving in the deep end
I can't breathe, but I think I'll get the bends
Verse 2
Suspicions running thru my head like a melody
and it's turning all my friends into enemies
Suspicions crawling down my back like some centipedes
And I cannot go outside until they leave me be, leave me be
Chorus 2
I can't swim, so I'm diving in the deep end
I can't sleep, so this night will never end
I can't swim, so I'm diving in the deep end
I can't breathe, but I think I'll get the bends
Outro
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
Running, Running like a melody
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flowers de moon Los Angeles, California
flowers de moon is the creation of Doug Fraley, often featuring friendly collaborators
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Transcending classic genre lines, flowers de moon makes creative songs that are addictive and groovy. Fresh songwriting and hypnotic melodies permeate the modern but tasteful sound.
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